TRISTAN
“Please, don’t let me stop you.” The heat building up inside of her became evident as her eyes glowed a hot shade of purple. Next thing I knew, her lips were on mine.
Regardless of how many times I had Zahra, I could never get enough of her. In fact, every time I kissed her, it seemed harder to pull away from her. She was a drug that became more addicting with every little taste. When her mouth was on mine, the whole world disappeared; all I could see and all I could feel was her.
I guess it was a good thing the curtains were closed.
With my sense of direction compromised by my tunnel vision, I ended up bumping into furniture a few times on my way towards the kitchen. Zahra didn’t seem to mind. Her fingers kept tugging on my hair as our tongues wrestled, and I’d occasionally gi
